24. Pies for Lunch

Pete & Justin have been hanging out at home for the day when at lunch time they get a bit peckish and work out what to get for lunch.

Justin: Alright, Pete. I’m starving. What do you feel like for lunch?

Pete: Yeah, same here. Well, we could hit up the local pie shop, which is meant to be top notch, or maybe we could grab some kebabs from the corner store?

Justin: Oh, is that pie shop the Rolling Pin? Think I’ve heard of them! They’ve won a head of awards for their pies, right?

Pete: Yep, that’s them. So, I take it that’s your pick then?

Justin: Yeah, let’s do it.

Pete: Do you want to drive down or walk?

Justin: Walk? It’s like 2Ks away, and I’m buggered anyway. I’ll drive.

Pete: Too easy. Let’s hit the road then!

They head outside, lock the house, get in the car, and cruise down to the Rolling Pin bakery at the main street in Grove.

Justin: Hey, Pete. Where is it again? I think I’ve passed it once or twice, but can’t remember for the life of me where that was.

Pete: Oh, it’s just in this carpark here on the left. It’s between Bakers Delight and the pharmacy.

Justin: Ah, spotted it.

Pete: Far out! The carpark’s chockas today. We might be out of luck in finding a park.

Justin: Let’s just do a quick lap. I’m sure someone’ll bugger off in a tick.

Pete: Oh! There’s a spot. You just passed it. They’re backing out now.

Justin: Alright. Hold on. I’ll chuck a U-ie and we’ll grab it before someone beats us to the punch.

Justin does a U-turn and just manages to park his car in the spot before another driver gets it.

They hop out of the car and walk over to the bakery and go inside.

Pete: Alright. Man, what do you reckon? Lots to choose from.

Justin: Yeah, bucket loads of options. Sausage rolls, pies, pasties, and sangers. Mmmm tough choice.

Pete: I reckon I might be a little traditional today and go the bog standard good old Aussie meat pie.

Justin: Wow! You’re adventurous. Going to have some dead horse on that pie too there, Pete? Don’t go too crazy, okay?

Pete: I’ll try and rein it in a bit. Yeah, nah, I just haven’t had one in yonks, and you can’t go wrong with a beef pie.

Justin: Oh, man! I can’t decide between the country lamb and rosemary pie and the beef and burgundy.

Pete: Oh la la, mate! Fancy schmancy! I think you’ll need a knife and fork and a napkin with those.

Justin: Yeah, well, so sue me. I’ve got a well-developed palate and am a sucker for the finer things in life.

Pete: Whatever, mate. Your shout or mine?

Justin: Ah, mine. Wouldn’t want you to have to lash out your week’s hard-earned pay check on that beef pie, mate. I’ve got this one.

Pete: Alright, well, make it two pies then, smart aleck!